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The Resort, Chapter 5
🕑 Added 2024-04-03 21:09:04 +0000 UTCBrooke and Jenna walked down the path in cozy fleece yoga pants and large, baggy hoodies, the sounds of muffled crinkling plastic and inebriated giggles filling the air. They’d appropriated another bottle of wine and a couple of glasses from the bar and had walked out one of the main doors in the back of the building and had found the path that led to the hammock.
As they approached the hammock, the moon slid out from behind some clouds, illuminating the ground upon which they stood in a pale light just enough for them to see. Two tall white posts stood on top of the dirt path, a matching white hammock strung up between them. It was several feet off of the path in a small field, surrounded by the beautiful white flowers.
They collapsed upon the hammock in a fit of giggles, feeling rather adventurous with their lifted bottle of wine. That it was an all-inclusive resort meant they could have anything they wanted mattered not in their minds, for they were simply there to decompress and shove off the reins of life, at least for a little while.
The stars shone brightly above them, their radiance glistening down from above in a manner that nobody near any city could ever see in a lifetime. A few twinkling satellites pretending to be slow-moving shooting stars trailed their way across the sky, drawing Jenna’s and Brooke’s attention. Their giggles grew silent as their breathing slowed, their eyes locked on the twinkling lights.
Due to the way that hammocks worked with two people, their combined weight gave the hammock no option but to let the two of them come to rest against each other. Brooke didn’t mind one bit, but part of her worried Jenna did, in fact, mind a little. They were still just friends, after all, but Brooke wanted to change that.
Feeling that there really was no better time than the present, she nervously cleared her throat and threaded her fingers through her friend’s hand. She took a few deep breaths, let them out slowly, then breathed in through her nose, the scent of the flower that drove them to wear diapers flowing inside of her. Unbeknownst to her, at the mere scent of the flowers, her bladder relaxed, letting loose a little trickle of urine that went unnoticed. As her mouth went dry and her courage waned away, she saw Jenna tilt her head to look over at her out of the corner of her eye.
“Yeah?” Jenna asked, the plastic of her diaper crinkling as she got into a comfier position against Brooke’s side.
“Crack that bottle of wine open, will ya? I’m getting a tad bit thirsty,” Brooke said. The back of her throat tightened up as she felt shame for not asking the simple question that danced on the tip of her tongue.
“Sure thing!” Jenna sat up and looked around. “Uh… crap.” Her shoulders slumped.
“Have another accident?” Brooke teased, still blissfully unaware of her own recent accident.
“What?” Jenna pushed her free hand inside her bottoms and groaned, her hand warming upon the smooth plastic. “Yeah, sure feels like it. What about you?” Before Brooke could answer, Jenna placed her hand on top of her diaper and softly squeezed, making Brooke’s hips twitch from the sudden stimulation. “Heh, feels like you did, too.”
“What?” Brooke sat up. “No way; we just changed like ten minutes ago!” She placed her hand on top of her diaper in a hurry, then rolled her eyes as she felt an all too familiar warmth pressing firmly against her princess parts.
“See?” Jenna smirked at her.
“Whatever…” Brooke let herself fall back down onto the hammock and placed her hands behind her head. “Good thing we’re actually wearing these damn things. Do you really think it’s the flowers that’s doing this to us?” Jenna nodded, staying silent. “Then maybe it’s not a good idea to stay around them. I mean, they smell nice and all. The scent has actually grown on me quite a bit, but if it’s making us pee ourselves…?” she let herself trail off as she yawned. “But if it’s making us pee ourselves, is this gonna be permanent or is it gonna be something that’s just like, only gonna affect us while we’re here?”
“I really doubt that it just made us permanently and irrevocably incontinent,” Jenna said with a strange yet strong confidence, one that she normally didn’t use.
“How can you be so sure?” Brooke asked, feeling a little uneasy.
“Well, when you booked us this place, did the website say anything about diapers? About how a special flower would make us wet ourselves all the time? About how we’d basically be dependent on diapers and how we’d have to change each other and see each other’s pussy?” Jenna scoffed.
Brooke laughed. “Yeah, I suppose you’re right. I didn’t see any of that online.”
“Then we’ll be fine!” Jenna lay back down beside her. “It’s honestly kinda nice not needing to get up and go use the bathroom, isn’t it?”
“You have a point,” Brooke said, feeling more at ease with their padded predicament.
“Of course I do! I know you wouldn’t bring us to a beautiful resort just to make us become dependent on diapers, either. That would totally destroy our careers!”
“Yeah, it sure would… I bet we could come up with a way to integrate our diapers into our lives, though. Loads of people live with incontinence.”
“Yeah, but not superstars like us!”
Brooke took a deep breath and let it out, feeling herself finally relax. “So… about that wine? I’m thirsty.”
Jenna’s shoulders slumped again.
“What?”
“I didn’t bring a corkscrew,” Jenna squeaked out. “Want me to go back up and find one?” she asked in a defeated tone of voice.
“If you want to,” Brooke said. “Want me to come with? We can just leave the wine and glasses here.”
“Thanks, but I’ll be quick!” Jenna handed her the wine and glasses, then awkwardly pushed herself off of the hammock. Turning towards the path leading back to the house, she hiked up her diaper and pulled her pants up, keeping the diaper held firmly in place. “Oh! Guess I won’t have to; someone’s coming down to meet us.”
“Really?” Brooke lifted her head from the hammock and glanced up the path. “Who is it?”
“I dunno yet.” Jenna squinted at the approaching person, but some clouds slid in front of the moon and plunged the land into darkness. “Mia? Emma? Is that you?” she yelled out, making Brooke jump a bit from the sudden loudness. “Heh, sorry!” she said in a softer tone.
“Yes, it is I, Mia!” came Mia’s voice. It took her under a minute to get within normal speaking range. “I saw you two snuggle bunnies come down here, so I brought some supplies if you wanted to sleep out here tonight!” Two large white blankets lay folded in her grasp. “Since it can get rather chilly out at night, especially up here in the mountains, I brought you two big blankies and two spare diapers each, for…” She glanced down at Jenna’s diaper bulge protruding through her pants. “Just in case,” she said, winking at Brooke. “Comfy, no?”
“Y-Yeah, they are. Quite comfy,” Brooke said, accepting the blankets and spare diapers from her. She sat up, then stood up, taking care to keep the wine and glasses from falling. “Hey, would you happen to have a corkscrew for the wine? We snagged a bottle on the way out but forgot to open it.”
“Of course, one moment!” Mia fished around in her apron and produced a simple corkscrew. “Will this do?”
“Sure will!” Jenna snatched it from her with glee. “You’re a lifesaver, you know that?” She started screwing the corkscrew into their bottle. “Would you care to join us for a glass?” she asked, look at Brooke for approval.
“Thank you, but I must decline. One must remain professional at all times at the resort. Except for the guests, of course,” came her modest reply.
Brooke thought she heard a hint of regret in her voice. “You sure?” she asked. “We got one of the good bottles for the hammock!”
Mia nodded. “Yes, miss, I am sure. Thank you again for the kind offer.” She put on a smile. “Would there be anything else that you require?”
Jenna glanced at Brooke, putting the onus on her to answer for them. “I don’t think so,” Brooke said. “Thanks again for being so welcoming here.”
“Of course, miss,” Mia said. “Since tonight is my turn to stay awake to care for your needs, please come find me back in the house if you need even the smallest thing,” she said with a bow before turning around and walking back up the path.
Brooke smiled as she watched Jenna pop the cork out of the bottle. She glanced over her shoulder as she watched Mia walk away, her eyes locked on the back of Mia’s dress. Her diaper peeked out rather obviously underneath the bottom of her dress. “Ya know… next time we get one of them alone, I’m gonna ask them why everyone here is wearing diapers.”
“Wouldn’t that be rude?”
“Naaaah, not if I ask it right. If I could get one of them drunk, surely they’d spill the beans as to why they’re all diapered here.” Brooke grabbed one glass and held it up for Jenna. “If you’d be so kind?”
